Текст песни E-40 - Rules & Regulations
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[E-40]My killers don`t take out dopefiends, my killers take out factorsMy killers ain`t even from out here dudeMy killers some out-of-town freelancersProfessional henchmen with yellow hoppers up under they beltBroccolis up under they beltA gang of silent murder beefs up under they belt"Forty, there go that nigga that sold you that half-a-cake last week on the set"You mean that soap for that synthetic dopethat ripped me, that shit that was wet kid?Don`t even look over there, act like we ain`t trippinWithin the next few days, potnah came up missinSee a lot of these niggaz bitch upand crack under pressure when it`s time they facinGet to bumpin they gums, rollin overbreakin the rules and regulationsWild nigga not stickin to the scriptand get the jacket put on yo` ass for lifeWhat jacket? Batch, this jacket:That reliable source, that rat, the head of miceThat`s why we can`t be talkin and bein all careless on these phonesI know technology now allows po`-po` to look inside walls and see inside homesI know all I was tryin to do is buy my little daughter a brand new pair of JordansThat`s important, but you gotta rememberto stay one step ahead of the law enforcementBe short with all of yo` shitKeep yo` business to yourself and don`t get sloppyTalkin pig-latin keep you employedSizzoldiers with choppers and walkie-tizznalkiesCall on yo` ass, have wisdom, use your brainAuction off yo` assets nigga, sell yo` trophies, sell yo` MustangYou know what that bring? Ching chingPlaya potnah motherfucker dude that`s some mailConvertible top, black on black interior exteriorHe gon` be worth about twelveTalkin about you was savin it for your little nephew to scatterNigga don`t you know anything over 20 years old is a classic? Regulation #1: keep yo` business to yo` lonesome Regulation #2: make sure the product you carry is wholesome Regulation #3: make yo` cheese, never eat it Regulation #4: never put yo` trust in a hoe (The rules and regulations)Chorus: E-40 (repeat 4X)These are the things you need to know (The rules and regulations)[E-40]Uhh, you`re `posed to, you`re `posed toplay that damn game like it`s supposed to be plinayedAlways keep a bucket full of battery acidto throw yo` dope in just in case they raidThat way they can`t prosecute your residencecause you done been already got rid of all the evidenceTryin to get a BUCK -- a BUCK?A soup pot, a blender and a measurin cupIn my section eight appartment COMPLEXMessy MATTRESS, and dirty CARPETS"Nephew, did you get my message?"Yeah I got yo` message; you told me to clean up behind myself and scrape the residue up off the edges"What else?" Always look over my headrest and my rearview zonecause triflin be skanless and the skanless might try to follow me homeNever tell a motherfucker what time you gon` cop or come back throughThrow they ass off a bit - come back within the next day or twoI don`t need no cowards, just warriors on my teamI don`t sell coke no more dude, I sell mescaline Regulation #5: when it`s a drop nigga park yo` feet Regulation #6: fuck 12 and a box (?) (?) street Regulation #7: don`t take yo` business to where you livin Regulation #8: keep yo` heat but fly straight (The rules and regulations)Chorus[E-40]BLAOW, pushin numbers on the dial-toneTook a swig of my 40 but I forgot I had the cap still onLook to my left and ask, honey for a lightShe looked at me and said, baby you alright?I said I`m cool, but ain`t this shit supposed to relax us?Fired up a Newport, but I accidentally lit it backwardsFor some strange reason I had a feelin that that hood-hoe bitch was sneakyCome to find out this bitch done laced my weed and slipped me a mickeyNow I`m feelin sweaty..Eyelids gettin heavy..Stomach feelin queasy.. {*YAWWWWN*}All of a sudden, now I`m slee-pyWoke up naked, slowly regainin my memoryWell where did they find you? Around the corner from ApplebeeOver there by Costco, right there off the freewayAdmiral Callahan Lane, yeah! Right next door to SafewayStripped me clean, got me for some G`sSet me up, stole my car keysGuess that`s the consequences when you sellin that DShit, next time I bet I take my drink to the bathroom with me Regulation #9: check in those that get out of line Regulation #10: don`t sell yo` soul if you hit the pen Regulation #11: keep yo` hooptie hot and revvin Regulation #12: keep enough to pay your lawyer mail (The rules and regulations)Chorus